Post by Xion Zeros on Aug 28, 2016 4:28:19 GMT -5
Official GZWA Primetime Theme: I Want It All / We Will Rock You [Mash-Up] - Queen (feat. Armageddon)
Recorded Date: August 21, 2016
Air Date: August 28, 2016
Venue: Rabobank Arena
Location: Bakersfield, CA
*** Stardom Tag Team Classic - 1st Round ***
Team Bella ("Fearless" Nikki Bella & "Foxy" Alicia Fox)
vs.
"Wonder Girl" Ashley Wonder & "Blue Bombshell" Ashleigh Cash
Prof. X: Welcome to another action-packed edition of Primetime, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight, we’re jumping right into the action with the continuation of the first round of the Stardom Tag Team Classic. The GZWA Chairman has decreed that our next Primetime broadcast shall wrap up the tournament on a special Stardom Tag Team Classic edition of Primetime.
Francine: I still can’t believe that the Enforcers will be facing their own partners-in-crime, Victor Phillips and Carnage. Then again, Mr. Zeros is all about garnering ratings and more eyes onto the GZWA Nation so I’m sure he set this match up to put all eyes on the Machine in tonight’s main event.
The Carter: Either way, only one team can advance so I wonder who’s going to walk away as the winner? That thought can wait as I’m dying to see what the ladies do in this opening contest.
The match starts off between Ashleigh Cash and Alicia Fox starting off for their respective teams. Ashleigh and Foxy lock up with neither Vixen overpowering the other. Foxy gains the upperhand with a rake to the eyes to blind the Blue Bombshell. Foxy then shoves her into her team’s corner and held her in place with her foot planted at her throat. Foxy tags out to Nikki Bella on the ring apron. Alicia Fox continues to hold Ashleigh in place as Nikki hits the ropes and returns with a Flying Forearm Smash into the corner just as Foxy removed her foot from Ashleigh’s throat.
Nikki and Foxy followed suit with a Double Suplex out of the corner but Ashleigh drops them both to the mat with a Double DDT reversal to dive both Vixens’ skulls into the canvas simultaneously. Ashleigh crawls towards the corner to the Wonder Girl’s outstretched hand, but Nikki drags her away at the last second while Foxy knocks the Wonder Girl off of the ring apron with a Baseball Slide to the shins. Team Bella are firmly in control of the momentum as Alicia Fox towered over the Wonder Girl as she crawled on all fours at ringside while Nikki Bella dragged Ashleigh Cash towards the middle of the ring by the ankle. Ashleigh pivots around and hops up with an Enzuigiri with her free leg, only for Nikki to release her foot in time to duck the blow. Nikki struck with a Forearm Smash to Ashleigh’s spine with enough force to send her reeling into the ropes. Nikki caught her on the rebound with a Backdrop and drapes her arm over the Blue Bombshell with a pin attempt.
ONE…
TWO…
WAIT!!
Nikki removes her arm from over Ashleigh’s body to mock her with a series of push-ups. Ashleigh wakes up without Nikki taking notice and delivers a Running Senton over her spine. Ashleigh then follows up with a Deadlift German Suplex into a bridging pin before Nikki knows what is going on.
ONE…
TWO…
TH---NO!!!
Nikki Bella rolls her shoulders off of the mat just in the knick of time to break the pin. Ashleigh climbs the turnbuckle in preparation for the Homing Sniper (Diving Overcastle) but Nikki sprung up and shook the ropes to cause Ashleigh to lose her footing. Nikki joined Ashleigh on the top rope and the two Vixens exchanged blows at the top rope. Ultimately, Nikki Bella won that exchange and sent them both crashing to the mat with a thunderous Superplex.
At ringside, Ashley Wonder is trying to crawl back towards the ring apron but Alicia Fox is ready to strike with a Scissor Kick at ringside. The Wonder Girl stops the maneuver in motion with a Capture Suplex to drop Foxy to the floor. Ashley Wonder hops back onto the ring apron for the tag as both of the battle weary women in the ring are coming around. Ashleigh inches closer and closer for the hot tag as Nikki Bella is nowhere close from being able to stop her this time around.
Just as Ashleigh was about to make contact, Ashley Wonder is removed from the ring apron by Alicia Fox clipping away her feet from underneath her. The unsuspecting Blue Bombshell is struck from behind with another Running Forearm Smash to the spine by Nikki Bella, who wastes no time in positioning Ashleigh onto her shoulders for the Rack Attack. Alicia Fox comes crashing down from the top rope with a diving variation of the Scissor Kick to the helpless Blue Bombshell to complete this lethal combination by Team Bella.
Nikki Bella makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Prof. X: A rather unfortunate turn of events for the dames affiliated with the Mega Busters, but it looks like Team Bella are advancing to the next round of this tournament.
Veda Scott is shown walking into the GZWA Chairman’s office with a look of confusion on her face.
Veda Scott: “Mr. Zeros, I hate to intrude, but I don’t understand the reasoning behind pitting our own against our own guys against each other in tonight’s main event. I thought that the Machine’s goal was to conquer every landscape in this company? How can we accomplish this goal when our own are fixated against beating each other?”
Xion sighs, “Veda, you’re not seeing the bigger picture here. I thought after your taste of action during our last show that you wouldn’t doubt my plans… Or maybe I should have you compete again to better understand my teachings? I’m sure I could arrange a match against the MisFits or even some of our other budding talent on the roster…”
Veda Scott backs away, “No, no, that won’t be necessary, Mr. Zero. I won’t doubt your plans again, but I wish I had your coherent vision of foresight…”
Brooklyn Glamorous chimes in, “Trust in his vision and he shall never lead you astray, Veda. You should know this by now. Tonight is not the time to allow your faith in our cause to waiver.”
Veda Scott nods silently, with the look on her face clear with doubt about tonight’s main event.
*** Singles Match ***
"Psycho Menace" Ry Drake
vs.
"The Goddess" Amanda Cortez
Prof. X: Now this is going to a rather interesting contest. These are two competitors who have been regarded as thorns in the side of the Machine for the last few months, but tonight they are being forced to go head to head.
Francine: If you’re alluding to the Machine having an agenda here, then I’m with you 200% there, professor.
The Carter: Well, Amanda doesn’t have Tyler Breeze in her way anymore so she’s free to focus on more important matters. As for Ry Drake, I’m sure there’s a lot of shrinks who gave up on their professions trying to get in that nutcase’s head.
Francine: Nutcase? That’s a term I rather use to describe you, Carter. Lunatic would be the better word to describe Ry Drake.
The Carter: He’s no lunatic fringe, Franny.
Francine: I’m not talking about a stupid radio station, Carter.
The Psycho Menace doesn’t discriminate against the Goddess being a woman and opens this match with a right haymaker. Amanda ducks underneath the swing and rebounds from the ropes with a Springboard Back Elbow. Ry Drake caught her out of the air drops her down with an Atomic Drop before slamming her to the mat with a Mat Slam - no pun intended. Drake follows up with a Jumping Elbow Drop, but that maneuver falls flat as Amanda kicks out Ry Drake’s legs out from underneath him. Amanda kips back up to her feet and plants Drake to the mat with an Evenflow DDT. Amanda makes the cover.
ONE…
TW--NO!!
Ry Drake gets the shoulder up but that doesn’t stop Amanda from landing a few mounted punches MMA-style. The Psycho Menace powers through her offense with a headbutt to stun the Goddess and to give himself the break in her offense that he needed to return to his feet. Amanda sprung back up with a dropkick to knock him into the ropes, but the Psycho Menace reeled back and fired back with a Pendulum Lariat. The Goddess reverses with a Drop Toe Hold to drop the Psycho Menace onto the ropes, leaving him ripe for the 187 (619). Drake reels back from the blow as Amanda lands on the ring apron. She launched herself back into the ring with a Springboard Frankensteiner to the waking Psycho Menace. Ry Drake caught Amanda out of the air and powered her down to the canvas with authority in the form of a Powerbomb to counter. The Psycho Menace doesn’t stop there as he raises the Goddess’ body off the mat and slams her down again with another Powerbomb into a kneeling pin.
ONE…
TWO…
TH---WAIT!!
Amanda isn’t out of it yet as she flips Ry Drake over into a Sunset Flip pin.
ONE…
TWO…
THR--NO!!!
Prof. X: This is one hell of a contest between these two amazing competitors. They have an answer for each of the others’ offense, move for move! There’s no idea who is going to walk away as the winner!
Francine: I have to admit I’m rather surprised at the athleticism from these two.
At that moment the lights go out and come back on with the Hardcore Monster standing in the middle of the ring. He grasps both Amanda Cortez and Ry Drake around the throat and elevates them both off the canvas. Carnage then drives both competitors down to the mat with a Double Chokeslam before leaving as promptly as he arrived with the Goddess and the Psycho Menace out cold in the middle of the ring. The referee has no choice but to deem this match a no contest.
The Carter: So much for that, way for the Machine to ruin a great match that was off to such a great start.
Francine: I dare you to say that to Carnage’s face.
The Carter: No thank you. I value my good health.
The cameras cut to footage from ReAction where Suicide catches up with Gabriel Wingue after their loss in the Stardom Tag Team Classic.
Suicide: “I can’t believe we blew it and against Blake and her so-called ‘mystery partner’! We should’ve known that she would've called him in to fill in Punk. Why the hell you weren’t on the ball about this?”
Gabe: “How the hell I was supposed to know? I don’t have ESP y’know. You’re the one who’s all creepy around in the shadows like you’re Spider-Man or Batman looking for evil to appear. How come you weren’t on the ball about that? Maybe I should start calling you ‘World’s Not So Great Detective’? Besides, I thought you were done with me anyway. Make up your fucking mind!”
Suicide: “I gave you a second chance since I thought we had a chance at winning for once but I guess I was wrong. I can’t get anywhere teaming up with a habitual loser.”
Gabe pushes aside him to head up the hall to his dressing room, mumbling, “I don’t have time for this…”
Suicide: “I’m sure you don’t. By the way, have fun on your date with Mrs. Man-Face.”
Gabe turns back around and snaps back, “Don’t even go there, man. If you got a problem with me, then let’s squash this on the next Primetime, one on one. Deal?”
Suicide nods, “Deal, but it’ll be your funeral.”
*** Singles Match ***
"Modern Day Warrior" Gabriel Wingue
vs.
"The Dark Savior" Suicide
Prof. X: Welcome back, GZWA fans. Up next we’re going to see the Straight-Edge Saviors’ own Modern Day Warrior and Dark Savior go one on one in singles competition.
Francine: Let’s hope that these two can bury the hatchet after all of this tension that has been coming between these two from the last few weeks. I’m feeling that the SES are feeling aimless after their fearless leader has been sidelined.
The Carter: I wonder who took Punk out? I’m sure there’s enough women out there who would be more than willing to hit him with car… then you can double that number from guys he’s pissed off with that mouth of his.
As the Modern Day Warrior made his way down towards the ring, the Dark Savior beckons Gabriel Wingue to make haste for they can get down to business. Gabe hops up onto the ring apron, but Suicide is right there to knock him to the floor instantly with a Running Front Dropkick to send the Modern Day Warrior crashing to the bottom of the entrance ramp. Suicide hits the ropes again to pursue his prey. Before he could move on, Suicide found himself tripped up by an intruder entering the ring from the rear.
Pentagon Jr. and Suicide exchange blows before Pentagon headbutts Suicide to jar the Dark Savior long enough to lay him out with a Package Piledriver. Gabriel Wingue still isn’t aware of what’s going on as Pentagon Jr. signals and effectively breaks the arm of Suicide with The Sacrifice (Grounded Hammerlock Inverted Armbreaker). Suicide’s cries of agony snaps Gabriel Wingue out of his haze as he slides into the ring to help his friend while Pentagon Jr. escapes into the crowd. Suicide shoves Gabriel away, clearly not wanting his help.
The Carter: Why is Pentagon Jr. here? Don’t tell me he’s answering to the Machine!
Francine: As scary as that sounds, one would be crazy to rule out that possibility.
Prof. X: One thing is certain, we’re not getting a definitive solution to this conflict between Suicide and Gabriel Wingue.
*** Singles Match ***
"The Crown Prince" Samuel Chatman
vs.
"The Iceman" Konrad Raab (in-ring return)
Prof. X: Tonight has been full of surprises one way or another. Maybe we’ll get a sense of normalcy with these two veterans going head to head for the first time tonight.
Francine: You heard that right GZWA fans. Tonight marks the first time that the Crown Prince will face off against the returning Iceman.
The Carter: Will the Iceman put the Crown Prince on ice? Or will the Prince melt the Iceman? That’s the question.
Prof. X: We’re going to find out right here and now, partner.
The bell sounds to kick this match off with both the Iceman and the Crown Prince looking to make the first move. Sam and Konrad lock up in the middle of the squared circle. Samuel Chatman gains the upper hand by wrenching the arm with an Arm Wringer. The Crown Prince inflicts more pain with the hold by assaulting Raab’s shoulder with multiple Shoulder Thrusts to that location. The pain forces the Iceman down to one knee but he summons the strength to flip the Crown Prince over his shoulder in a Hip Toss.
Raab applies the Cologne Cloverleaf to the grounded Crown Prince. It’s not held in for long as Samuel Chatman is aware of his surroundings and grabbed the ropes for a rope break. Konrad Raab broke the hold as instructed by the referee, but that didn’t stop Raab from going for the legs once again with a Double Leg Takedown after Samuel returned to a vertical base. Samuel hopped on one foot to resist the hold and responded with a Dragon Whip to counter. Raab was quick to respond with an Ice Lock (Ankle Lock). Samuel reached for the ropes again, but Raab didn’t make that mistake again and dragged the Crown Prince towards the center of the ring with nowhere to go. Sam rolled his hips and kicked at Raab to release the hold, but the Iceman showed no signs of releasing the hold. Sam improvised by going low and grabbing Raab’s feet and flipping him over into a Sunset Flip pin.
ONE…
TWO…
T---WAIT!!!
Konrad Raab rolled through back onto his feet with the hold still applied, but this time, Sam had enough momentum to kick the Iceman into the ropes to free himself. The Iceman rebounds from the ropes as the Crown Prince sprung back to his feet with a Windmill Kick to the incoming Iceman. Raab sidesteps the incoming attack and flips Sam overhead with a Snap Release German Suplex.
The Carter: Looks like Raab is taking Samuel Chatman to Suplex City.
Francine: You better quit saying that before Paul Heyman sues you for gimmick infringement. You know how much that man wants money.
The Carter: Like how Brock Lesnar said, “Gotta feed the Jew!”
Francine: Ugh… why do I even bother?
Samuel staggers to his feet after the last attack from Raab rocked him off balance. Raab closes in with a Spear but Sam stops him in his tracks with a point-blank Super Kick. With the Iceman down and out, Samuel Chatman shook off the cobwebs and scaled up the top rope. The Crown Prince points to the heavens and took flight with the Crown’s Jewel (Shooting Star Press). The Iceman stopped playing possum long enough to spring up from the canvas with an incredible reversal with the Ice Storm (Cutter) to catch Sam out of the air during the execution of the maneuver.
Prof. X: Good grief, that was one hell of a counter! I thought the Iceman was still out of it!
The GZWA Nation are standing on their feet in attendance chanting, “HOLY SHIT!” after this impressive feat of athleticism. Konrad Raab covers Samuel Chatman as the referee makes the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE---NO!!!
Somehow, someway, the Crown Prince managed to survive that pinfall. Even the Iceman is shocked but doesn’t lose his resolve and determination to win. After locking his arms around the Crown Prince’s waist, the Iceman rolls back to his feet into a Rolling German Suplex. Upon impact, Sam rolls his shoulders to escape the pending bridging pin and underhooks Raab’s arms into the Royal Slam (Glam Slam). Sam rolls Raab’s body over into a pin of his own.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE---NO!!!
Prof. X: What is it going to take to end this match? These guys are taking each other to hell and back and it’s looking like neither man is willing to give up the ghost here.
Francine: It’s hard to pick a favorite when both Superstars are putting on a clinic here.
The Crown Prince transitions into an application of the Boston Crab, but Konrad Raab wasn’t having that as he kicked Samuel Chatman into the ropes much like Sam did to him earlier in this match. Raab sprung back to his feet with a Spear to Sam on the rebound. Sam avoids the attack with a leapfrog and allows Raab to fall onto the middle rope. The Crown Prince capitalizes with a Slingshot Backbreaker into the Royal Anarchy (Powerbomb with Kneeling pin). Or so he thought that was the plan… Just as Sam elevated Raab into the air, he came back down with the Ice Storm (Cutter) to counter. Raab makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Prof. X: That was one hell of a match. The GZWA Nation is giving these two veterans a standing ovation for their performance tonight. I hope this isn’t the last time that we see them square off.
Primetime returns from commercial break with the Showstoppin’ Senorita standing the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand. She’s not dressed for a match tonight but dressed to kill, nonetheless.
Showstoppin’ Senorita | Mariah: “From day one, I have been a constant in the women’s division of GZWA. Out of the trinity that consisted of the original Women’s Champion Karen Beth Zurich, Lise Starr, and myself, I am the last woman standing. I have see a lot of women come and go. I have see a lot of women talk a lot of shit about being the next big thing here, but never get the ball rolling or end up taking their ball and going home the second things don’t go their way. After having the title elude me for a long time, I finally won the coveted prize of our division last year. I did everything in my power to uplift this division and continue to elevate the level of competition for what has become known as the Vixen division. As a result, the women of GZWA are constantly recognized as some of the best women’s wrestlers in the world. I take pride in the fact that I have honor and privilege to step in the ring with each and every woman on this roster.
For well over a decade, one of the names synonymous with women’s wrestling was none other than Gail Kim. In an era where women were thought of an asset in wrestling promotions just for showing their a lot of skin and stripping down to their lingerie, she was a trailblazer and pioneer in changing that perception that women could fight just like the boys - in some cases, even better. She is a woman that I have never had the pleasure knowing personally, but she has always been someone who I have respected.
Fast forward to a month ago when I voiced my distaste with how the former Vixen Champion, who shall not be named… was carrying herself as the representative of this division. Our so-called champion and leader of this division no-shows her match with me and Gail Kim took it upon herself to attack me. First time, shame on me for letting my guard down, but the second time, shame on Gail Kim for attacking me again like a coward during the last Primetime. I went to GZWA Management and checked with our Commissioner and even she can vouch that Gail Kim has been trespassing on these grounds without a GZWA contract. Now, instead of suing her for aggravated assault on multiple occasions like a puta bitch… I want to invite her to this ring as I know she’s still lurking around somewhere in the arena, waiting for her next chance to attack from behind like a COWARD. I’m giving her the platform to tell me and the entire GZWA Nation what this is really about and to see if we can squash this here and now.”
Gail Kim comes out to the sound of Puppets on a String as she strode down the entrance ramp. She circled around the ring - her gaze never leaving the Showstoppin’ Senorita until she took a microphone from Zoey Valentine at ringside.
Gail Kim stepped between the ropes and stood face to face with Mariah as the two Vixens stared down eye to eye. Gail Kim raised the microphone to her lips and offered an icebreaker.
“Hello, Mariah. You rang? I heard that you requested my presence, so here I am.”
Mariah smirked, “Don’t be cute with me, Gail. What is this between us? Are you being paid off by Xion and Brooklyn for some sick game for their entertainment? I’d like to think that you haven’t lowered yourself to be bought off like a common prostitute on a street corner.”
Gail Kim: “Prostitute? I think you have me confused with one of your crazy family members. For the record, Xion and Brooklyn didn’t buy me off. I came here of my own accord. I heard so much talk about the women of GZWA are the best in the world and I wanted to see if they lived up to the hype. Well… to be honest, I wanted to see if the Showstoppin’ Senorita is so great as how the whispers around the world and throughout the wrestling world build her up to be. I mean, really, if she’s so great then why haven’t I heard of her?”
Mariah: “I’m standing right here. You’re more than welcome to experience the legend first hand.”
Gail Kim: “Now look who’s trying to be cute. Xion Zeros didn’t give me a GZWA contract but he gave me this…”
Gail Kim leans over the ropes and she’s handed a portfolio by one of the stagehands. She opens the portfolio and hands it to Mariah.
“What you hold there is a contract… not for becoming a full-time member of this roster and division, but for a unique opportunity… A match of my choosing - any time, any place against YOU.”
Mariah merely shrugs after handing it back to Gail Kim, “Why don’t we sign this right now and get this over with tonight? Why wait? I don’t need any theatrics if you just want to pull out the measuring stick to see how we would fair against each other.”
Gail Kim: “You’re absolutely wrong there, Mariah. I don’t have a shadow of a doubt that I can beat you. It’s just a matter of WHEN and WHERE would be the perfect stage to do so.”
Mariah: “Let me cut you off right there. You can talk a big game but exactly is this really about? Some petty jealousy? Or is it that you want to see how you measure up? Either way it’s the same song and dance as just about everyone who picks a fight with me. Grab a number and get in line.”
Gail Kim: “I’m not here to satisfy some delusional dream match nor am I here as to claim to use you as a stepping stone to stardom like every other woman in this industry tries to cling themselves to you by association in one form or another. No, Mariah -- or rather Marisol Francesca Cruz -- I’m here as I want to see if you truly deserve to be a leader of this women’s wrestling ‘revolution’ that you have invested so much of your time into. If I win our match… No WHEN I win our match, I want you to formally step down and away like the aging relic that we all know you are to be, never to step in a ring again not for GZWA nor any other promotion -- not even to ‘pass on’ what little knowledge you have to the next generation.
The next generation doesn’t deserve to be handed everything on a silver platter. They need to learn how to survive and thrive on their own instead of being brought into this business with the silver spoon in their mouths. You know how it was. We came from nothing and made ourselves into something worthwhile when the masses had no faith in us at all.”
The GZWA Nation is chanting “NO! NO! NO!” as Mariah takes a moment to digest what she has just heard.
Mariah: “I get that all the time. You’re not the first one to lay the stake to claim that I need to go away - for good, but I can’t that I help that I LOVE wrestling. Maybe you’re right, maybe someone else should take the role as leader of this division… But that’s the job of it’s champion. Right now, there is no leader and someone has to lead this division out of the eye of the storm. I know I’m sounding like a broken record, but allow me to repeat myself. I’ve seen a lot of women come into this company talk a big game but when push came to shove, they took their ball and went home or came up with an excuse one way or another about either management, being preoccupied with spreading gossip or becoming a reality TV star or spreading their legs to no avail to get into a more favorable position on the roster.
Gail, I respect your opinion - I really do, but this is one occasion where you’re absolutely wrong. I’m not going to abandon this company, these fans, nor this division just because of your silly demands or because some document deems it so.”
Gail Kim claps, “Correct answer. This would have been a complete waste of my time if you merely put that on the table like it was your property to give away. For one reason or another, you have been the leader of this division much like I have done. No one has challenged you for that spot nor stood in your way. Now is the time that changes. If you want to revolutionize anything you need hardships and challenges. If that means that I have to be that person that stands in your way until you push yourself beyond those limitations then so be it. If you can’t do that, then step aside and let someone else more fitting to do the job.
We can go back and forth about this all day and wouldn’t go anywhere until we settle this in this ring. Clearly, we’re not dressed for a fight tonight unless we want to mess up our nice dresses, but how about this… The next Primetime is the Stardom Tag Team Classic Special, am I correct? How about we settle things on that special night? One match, one fight. All or nothing. Gail Kim versus Mariah - the One Woman Army and women’s wrestling revolutionary versus the rebel without a cause.”
Mariah: “Rebel without a cause? I’m fighting for the future of our sport, Gail. That’s cause enough for me.”
She took a pen and signed on the dotted line of the contract and handed it to Gail Kim who did the same.
Mariah: “Since I never got to do this against the ‘previous administration’ I’ll do this against you. I’m going to fight you to hold up my own beliefs for the future of this division and for the women in this sport.”
Gail: “I wouldn’t expect anything else from you, but just know when you lose that YOU are going to be the one who has to look at these people and all of those girls that look up to you and admit that you’re a failure.”
Mariah: “From the way how I see it, you’ll be the one coming back here and admitting that you were wrong about me.”
Gail: “Now I see your secret to undying determination… blind optimism. Just remember that when you step in the ring with me, it won’t be a catfight or prissy girl fight. No, it’s going to be the fight of your life.”
With that Gail Kim exits the ring as Primetime takes a commercial break while Mariah stood in the ring alone staring daggers at Gail making her departure.
*** Stardom Tag Team Classic - 1st Round ***
"The Icon" Sting & "Straight-Edge Juggalo" Ryan Kendrick
vs.
The Great Zabimaru & Shawn Rodriguez
Prof. X: During our last broadcast, we saw both Sting and Ryan Kendrick face the World Heavyweight Champion, Carnage, but ultimately fell to the Hardcore Monster.
Francine: That’s nothing to be ashamed of, that result has been going around for everyone that stands in his way.
The Carter: At least tonight they aren’t fighting Carnage again, but it’s nothing to sneeze at with the heavy-hitting competition in this Stardom Tag Team Classic. Zabimaru and Rodriguez are regulars to Livewire but I doubt they are going to take this opportunity in this tournament as well as a chance to shine on Primetime lightly!
Just as Carter says that, Shawn Rodriguez and the Great Zabimaru attack Sting and Kendrick from behind as they were making their way down the entrance ramp. They leave Ryan Kendrick lying on the floor as Zabimaru clears the commentary table before Rodriguez sends the Stinger crashing through it with a Border Toss. With Sting out cold in the debris, the team of Zabimaru and Shawn Rodriguez roll Kendrick into the ring to officially start this match.
Francine: Looks like they are treating Kendrick like the weakest link of this team. Do you think that’s a wise decision, professor?
Prof. X: Both members of this teacher-student dynamic are vital to their success. Removing one from the equation is like losing a limb!
The Carter: With the Stinger out of the picture, it’s like these guys have chopped Ryan Kendrick’s legs off then.
Zabimaru makes the cover.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE---NO!!!
Kendrick kicks out as Zabimaru looks on in disbelief.
Zabimaru drags Kendrick to his feet and into a point-blank Haymaker clothesline. With Kendrick reeling from the blow, Zabimaru tags in Rodriguez, who assists him with a Double Irish Whip into the ropes. Kendrick returns on the rebound and into an Elevated Hip Toss. Kendrick writhes in pain as the duo raise him back to his feet again and whips him into the corner this time.
Shawn Rodriguez mocks the Icon with beat of his chest and shouts, “WOOOO!!!” as his battle cry before charging into the corner with a Running Big Splash. The Straight-Edge Juggalo moves out of the way, causing Rodriguez to impact into the corner post. Zabimaru closes in with another Haymaker Clothesline to pick up the scraps after Kendrick tries to get away. Kendrick ducks the blow and sends Zabimaru into the corner with a Standing Dropkick to join his partner. Ryan Kendrick tags out to the Icon on the ring apron who shows Rodriguez how it’s really done with a Stinger Splash to both Zabimaru and Shawn Rodriguez in the corner. Both Superstar stagger out of the corner and into a pending High-Impact Spear to both men by the Straight-Edge Juggalo. Zabimaru rolls out of the ring to recuperate and the Straight-Edge Juggalo is quick to pursue with a dive through the ropes transitioned into a Tornado DDT.
Back in the ring, Sting went to cover Shawn Rodriguez but a rake to the eyes hindered his progress. Rodriguez went for the Border Toss again to the Icon. Sting was ready this time as he dropped behind Shawn Rodriguez safely and dropped him to the mat with a Scorpion Deathdrop. With Rodriguez down, Sting tagged out to Kendrick on the ring apron as he held Rodriguez in the Scorpion Deathlock. That Scorpion Deathlock was multiplied by two as the Straight-Edge Juggalo joined his mentor in this effort that ultimately forced Rodriguez to submit and reward Sting and Kendrick win for this match, allowing them to advance to the next round of the Stardom Tag Team Classic.
*** Singles Match ***
"Double X Diva" Alexxis Nevaeh
vs.
"Sexiest of the Sexy" Maryse Ouellet
Primetime returns from commercial break with a shot of the live crowd. The camera spot “The Upset Queen” Olivia Areano sitting on the front row of the crowd.
The Carter: I’m gonna wave to her and see if she gives me her number. Over here Olivia, we love you!
Francine: Don’t you love every single woman who comes out here? Besides, you might have a chance to see her more often. She was hinting around on social media that she was in talks with the GZWA Chairman on signing a Vixen contract. Looks like the vacant Vixen Championship is perking interest to women throughout the industry.
Maryse Ouellet holds up a hand to Olivia Areano’s face not bothering to even look in her direction as she made her way to the ring. In the ring, Alexxis Nevaeh comments that she doesn’t care who she is and no one knows who she is. The Sexiest of the Sexy joins the Double X Diva in sharing a cackling laugh at Olivia’s expense. That “tender moment” is short-lived before Nevaeh shots a forearm smash to Maryse’s spine to start this match. Alexxis followed up with a Reverse DDT to lay out Maryse on the mat before she sought out to end this match early. Alexxis Nevaeh stood on the top rope mouthing off to Olivia Areano and the rest of the GZWA Nation that they couldn’t beat Maryse in style like this. The GZWA Nation didn’t take too kindly to Alexxis’ triad and showered her with a chorus of boos as a result. Alexxis took flight with the Bankrupt (900 Splash) but her showboating caused to miss her mark by giving Maryse more than enough time to recover. Maryse returned to a vertical base and connects with a French TKO as Alexxis staggered back to her feet. The Sexiest of the Sexy covered her for a pin.
ONE…
TWO…
NO!!!
Maryse grew annoyed that this match isn’t already over after that, but she collects her composure as she’s still in control of the momentum. She returns to offense by hitting the ropes and rebounds with a Swinging Neckbreaker. The Double X Diva surprises the Sexiest of the Sexy with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker to counter. With Maryse at her feet again, Alexxis Nevaeh dusts her hands off with the matter as Olivia smiles from the crowd.
The Carter: Do you think I have a chance with any of these bad girls?
Francine: Well, The Miz somehow landed Maryse at one point or another so lightning could strike twice… Hopefully it’ll kill you instead of making your sick fantasies come true.
The Carter: Don’t be that way, Franny. Everyone deserves their own king and queen in their lives.
Francine: There’s a Dairy Queen and Burger King down the street. Take your pick and leave these ladies alone. At least you have a guaranteed chance of having things “your way” there.
Alexxis Nevaeh went for the kill as Maryse was down on all fours, trying to regain her bearings. Nevaeh hit the ropes and returned with a Tilt-a-Whirl Headscissors transitioned into a Bulldog. The Bulldog didn’t go as Alexxis envisioned as Maryse counters with an Atomic Drop before spinning her around into the French Kiss (Snap DDT). She smiles from ear to ear as she covers the Double X Diva while the referee made the count.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Maryse rolled out of the ring and caught her breath before showing both Alexxis Nevaeh and Olivia Areano what she thought of both of them.
The Carter: I wonder if this means that Olivia would want to take more interest in the Vixens division. Maybe her next appearance could be a more physical one.
Francine: Who knows? This could be a one time visit.
The Carter: I sure hope not. I’d love to see these three women throw down.
Prof. X: I’ll have to side with Francine here and say I’m sure you would.
*** Main Event: Stardom Tag Team Classic - 1st Round ***
GZWA World Heavyweight Champion "Hardcore Monster" Carnage & "The Statement" Victor Phillips
vs.
The Enforcers (Dequan Wallace & G-Money Briggs)
Special Guest Commentary: GZWA Tag Team Champions The MisFits ("Tattooed Beauty" Laura Jackson & "Queen of Submission" Casey Cortez) & The Mega Busters (Matthew Miles & Psycho Sagus)
Prof. X: All night, we have been wondering what’s going to happen with the members of the Machine being forced to go head to head in tonight’s main event, which is ironically the last match in the opening round of the Stardom Tag Team Classic. We would like to remind GZWA fans that our next Primetime broadcast is the Stardom Tag Team Classic Special where we will wrap up the remainder of the tournament in one night.
Francine: That should be a night to remember with Mariah facing against Gail Kim for what is the first and possibly last time. Professor, aren’t we having some guests join us on commentary for this match?
The Carter: Hold that thought, Franny. Veda Scott is coming out here and she’s looking a little distressed.
Veda Scott stood in the middle of the ring awaiting the arrival of the rest of the Machine while the commentary team is joined by the Mega Busters (Matthew Miles and Psycho Sagus) and the reigning GZWA Tag Team Champions the MisFits.
Laura Jackson and Casey Cortez want nothing to do with doing commentary. Instead, they stand in front of the table with a front row seat to what is about to transpire in this match as they watch from ringside.
Prof. X: It looks like the Tag Team Champs are more focused on who’s going to win this main event. In either case, we’re glad to have you two gentlemen join us.
The Carter interrupts, “Where’s your two babelicious girlfriends?”
Francine: I’m sure they are licking their wounds after being eliminated from the tournament earlier tonight by Team Bella.
Psycho Sagus: It sucked to see our girls lose earlier tonight, but they are happy to cheer us on throughout the remainder of the tournament.
The Carter: If you’re looking to get rid of your dirty magazines to keep your girlfriend happy, I’m sure we can make an arrangement after the show goes off-air, buddy.
Psycho Sagus: I have no idea what you’re talking about… (Whispers) Not even in your wildest dreams I’d give those up, man.
Matthew Miles: I’m finding it hard to believe that Mr. Zeros overlooked the possibility that his own stooges would have to face each other in this tournament when he could have easily rearranged the brackets for they could have double the chances to win this tournament.
Prof. X: Now that you mention it… It does seem odd to eliminate one of their two teams in the opening round by one of their own unless they are extremely confident that they are going to get the job done.
The sound of “Death & Honor” by Wordsmith fills the arena as the Enforcers make their way to the ring.
Bringin' the pain. No remains. Here to reign. (Who want more?)
Fight to death. Final breath. I beat cha' best (Break-you-down!)
Make a move. Ya met your match. Face to face
Who gonna react? Ready, attack. Watch ya back!
Body parts are gettin' detached. Battle for glory.
War wounds are extra gory. Sick in the mind, my
Nature naughty. Death or honor, pick the story...
With the Enforcers standing in the ring, Veda Scott looks nervous as they refuse her pleas to acknowledge her attempt to think rationally in this situation. Much like the lyrics in their entrance theme, Dequan Wallace and G-Money Briggs have come out here for blood, even if it’s at the Statement and Hardcore Monster’s expense.
The Enforcers point to the Mega Busters at ringside with a cut throat motion signalling that they are next before smiling at the tag team gold that the MisFits are holding. Laura Jackson and Casey Cortez merely laughed as it’s clear to them that they won’t be losing their titles anytime soon.
Prof. X: From what we heard from Carnage and Victor Phillips in their promos, we know that they mean business here tonight, but after that entrance it seems like the Enforcers have the same mutual understanding.
Francine: I think the Chairman said it best about the Enforcers when describing them in the past. They don’t say much but they fight like the dickens though.
Psycho Sagus: He’s not lying. We got the lumps from over the years from fighting those guys.
Matthew Miles: Why else did he hire the guys? Him and T-Bone got sick of getting their asses kicked by those muscle-bound meatheads. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.
Francine: If you can’t beat ‘em, you shoot ‘em or hit ‘em with a car more like it…
With Carnage and Victor Phillips now in the ring with the Enforcers, Veda Scott steps between both opposing forces and attempts to be voice of reason. The Enforcers shove Veda into the arms of Carnage, who elevates her off the ground with a two-handed choke. He tosses her aside to the mat and she gets the hint. Veda Scott grabs her glasses from the canvas and slides out of the ring trying to regain her composure. Veda Scott storms up the ramp not wanting anything to do with this match, occasionally looking over her shoulder as the members of the Machine staredown.
The Carter: I hate to see Veda leave but the show must go on, right? Not to borrow anyone’s catchphrase, but I believe IT’S SHOWTIME, FOLKS!!
The bell rings to start this climatic match between the members of the Machine that instantly erupts into a brawl. A strong right hook by G-Money Briggs to Victor Phillips knocks the Statement to the mat. This allows G-Money to assist Dequan Wallace in Irish Whipping the Hardcore Monster into the ropes. Carnage rebounds from the ropes with a Double Clothesline to level both Enforcers. Just as G-Money was returning to his feet the Statement returns with a bit of payback in the form of a Diving Moonsault. G-Money caught him onto his shoulders into an Oklahoma Slam. He charged towards the corner, using the Statement’s body like a battering ram. Vic drops behind G-Money at the last second and dropkicks the lone Enforcer face-first into the turnbuckle. The Statement then drops G-Money to the mat with a Russian Legsweep for good measure. Carnage closed in towards the waking Dequan Wallace with a Running Lariat, but the Hardcore Monster ends up laying out the Statement after Dequan expertly evaded the blow.
Carnage and Dequan Wallace are the last men standing for their respective teams as both the Mega Busters and MisFits, along with the rest of the GZWA Nation look on with great interest.
Dequan Wallace makes the first move with headbutt to the abdomen of the Hardcore Monster, causing him to drop down on one knee. Dequan hits the ropes and charges right back towards Carnage, who tosses him overhead effortlessly. Dequan lands on the ropes behind Carnage and springs back with a Corkscrew Springboard Flying Clothesline. The blow knocks Carnage flat on his back while Dequan takes the corner, beating his chest in preparation for the pending Bullet (da Pounce).
Matthew Miles: I hate to say it, but damn. It looks like we WILL be facing the Enforcers again in the next round of the Stardom Classic if Dequan hits this.
Sagus: Yeah man. That’s a REALLY scary thought.
Prof. X: Hold that thought, boys. What’s going on?
Dequan Wallace charges in for the kill as Carnage rose back to his feet. The lone Enforcer stopped in his tracks and stared down with Carnage toe-to-toe and eye-to-eye. An eerie silence settles among the arena as the GZWA Nation doesn’t know what to expect as Carnage and Dequan smirk in unison. Carnage pokes Dequan Wallace in the chest and he falls to the canvas.
Francine: I can’t believe this shit…
The Hardcore Monster covers the “downed” Dequan Wallace for the win.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!
Carnage and Victor Phillips celebrate as the GZWA Nation are in an uproar out of the sheer disrespect from the Machine at the spirit of competition in this tournament. Fans are throwing trash into the ring from all angles as the Hardcore Monster and the Statement
Prof. X: I can’t believe what we just saw there. That’s a clear spit in the face of every tag team in this tournament, not to mention what it means to compete.
Francine: How could something like this fly with the Machine? They have definitely reached a new low tonight.
The Carter: These fans have all the right to voice how they feel to the Machine after what just went down.
Sagus: I’m ready to air my grievances with the winners. How about you, buddy?
Miles: I’m thinking the MisFits feel the same way.
It’s clear that the MisFits and Mega Busters took the Machine’s foul play as the ultimate disrespect to the competitive aspect of this tournament and storm the ring. The Mega Busters are laid out by Enforcers with the Lose-Lose Situation, but the MisFits even the odds by clearing the ring of the Enforcers while Carnage and Victor Phillips stood back and watched.
The Hardcore Monster and the Statement sarcastically applauded the ladies’ efforts and stared down with the MisFits. Carnage is suddenly struck from behind with a Double Dropkick by Amanda Cortez and Ry Drake. This puts Carnage right into the MisFits’ clutches for the Spike Piledriver. The GZWA Nation cheers excitedly as the Machine are finally about to get their comeuppance. Those plans are derailed as the Statement shoves the Tattooed Beauty off the top rope and into Amanda and Ry Drake back in the ring. The distraction gave Carnage the opening he needed to flips Casey overhead to escape the pending Spike Piledriver.
Tonight’s Primetime ends with the members of the Machine fleeing up the entrance ramp as the rebels known as the Mega Busters, the MisFits, Ry Drake, and Amanda Cortez stood in the ring clearly not afraid to stand against this force.
